"Witness my power!" Angila launched an angry attack, smashing both fists into the ground.
He could move freely underground, so after plunging his hands into the earth, he extended them directly outward. They burst out beside Raditz's feet and grabbed his ankles.
"Hehehe, admit defeat!" Angila thought he had trapped Raditz. Energy gathered in his mouth, and he fired a Kikoho.
Yellow light engulfed Raditz, but he neither dodged nor evaded, allowing the blast to bombard him.
The overflowing energy stirred up a storm. Dust filled the sky, and gray smoke obscured Angila's vision, making him think he had succeeded. As the smoke gradually dispersed, Angila could not help but laugh. But as he laughed, his expression suddenly changed.
A figure slowly emerged from the dust and walked toward him.
"Let me teach you a little rule: if there's smoke, there's no damage." Raditz was completely unharmed. Even the flying dust had been kept away by his white aura.
"You..."
A gust of wind swept past, bending the sparse, ruined grass in one direction. Raditz's and Angila's hair drifted gently.
They faced each other, both releasing oppressive pressure as though needle points met, their auras clashing. But Angila quickly fell behind. Cold sweat streamed down his face, and the powerful pressure bearing down on him made it hard for him even to breathe.
If there had been a Scouter now, he would have discovered that Raditz's Battle Power had already exceeded one hundred thousand.
The wind blew quietly, then quietly stopped.
The instant the wind died, Raditz's gaze shifted slightly, and his figure flashed. In the next moment, he appeared behind Angila, his palm formed into a blade as he struck Angila's neck.
With just one blow, Angila felt as if he had been struck by countless heavy blows at